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The Afterlife Project

By Tim Weed

Despite the grim premise, I enjoyed this book. The two unfolding stories created perfect cliffhangers. But the book lost one star because it makes in fact no sense.

Notes & Highlights

We don’t march toward death, it marches toward us
as a summer thunderstorm came slowly across
the lake long ago. See the lightning of mortality dance,
the black clouds whirling as if a million crows.
—Jim Harrison, Songs of Unreason

He supposes that in a certain way she is still alive, in his memory at least, where, unlike in the real world, time runs both forward and backward.

Tread lightly. Think ahead. Respect the reality that despite your intelligence you are inseparable from the great web of life, a species to whom much has been given and of whom much is expected in return, namely a firm commitment to stewardship as opposed to thoughtless exploitation.